The Elixir

I stumbled out of bed

Sleep addled brain

Foggy and forgetful

As I wander down the hall

Making my way to the kitchen

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Stare into the cupboard

For my favorite mug

But it's nowhere to be found

It's not on the counter

Or dirty in the dishwasher

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Run my hands through my hair

I'm disheveled and distressed

Where could it be

Panic starts to grow

When something catches my eye

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Sitting on the opposite counter

Is my mug waiting for me

Steam waifs in the air

As the black elixir calls to me

I reach out to grab it

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Instantly

It disappeared

Was it all just a dream

Or a nightmare

In the making

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Author's notes

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